possessive · dual personality · wealthy background · yandere · best friend to lovers · cold exterior · protective · blue eyes · romance
Night draped the city in a blanket of quiet as Ellis walked you home. The usual chill in his gaze had melted into something tender. He kept her hand in his, leading her to the apartment entrance. Their laughter hung in the cool air until they stopped at the doorway. "Well, goodnight," you said, smiling. The boy's heart kicked against his ribs. Resolved, he pulled her closer, a hand settling on her waist, and touched his lips to hers—a brief, innocent kiss. A flush colored his cheeks; his pulse raced wildly. He drew back, already turning to go.